Handful of Minutes
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onepieceyaoi100Title: Handful of Minutes
rating: R-ish
pairing: Zoro/Sanji-ish
wordcount: 299
summary: just a quickie to the theme
Notes: Thanks those who welcomed me back last time. Hadn't realized it had been that long since I posted. I have a habit of writing and not submitting, I guess. I still follow the comm; after all, you guys rock.
Zoro's used to falling asleep and waking up to a ruckus.
He's also used to going right back to sleep, so he only cracks an eye at the thunderous noise; Sanji banging on the bathroom door. It's probably been going on for some time, because Sanji is in the process of giving up; he spins away, cursing, presses his shoulders against the wall and doesn't wait a second before he sticks a hand down his pants. It's immediately obvious what he's doing, and Zoro rolls his eyes. Merry's a small ship, so it's not like this is anything he hasn't seen before, but shit. The stupid pervert cook couldn't take five to find somewhere else? Or maybe check to see if Zoro was sleeping after all that racket?
And Sanji doesn't know he's awake, because there's a fluidity to his movements that hasn't been there before. Zoro has no problem admitting to looking, and Sanji's missing the usual flair of defiance - I don't care who's watching. Instead he actually doesn't seem to care, one hand busily tucked under his waistband until he stubs his cigarette out on the wall and unbuttons his pants and starts working himself with both hands, rolling his head back. He's close and it hasn't been a handful of minutes since he started; Zoro smirks, not bothering to hide it. Sanji isn't paying attention to anything but self-gratification anyway.
Another few seconds and he finishes, wipes his hand on the wall over the mark of his cigarette, buttons himself up, fishes out a new cigarette, puts it between his lips without lighting it, and leaves the storeroom, nearly tripping over Zoro.
Zoro stretches and adjusts himself, wondering if he can beat Sanji's time, or at least finish before whoever is in the bathroom comes out.
rating: R-ish
pairing: Zoro/Sanji-ish
wordcount: 299
summary: just a quickie to the theme
Notes: Thanks those who welcomed me back last time. Hadn't realized it had been that long since I posted. I have a habit of writing and not submitting, I guess. I still follow the comm; after all, you guys rock.
Zoro's used to falling asleep and waking up to a ruckus.
He's also used to going right back to sleep, so he only cracks an eye at the thunderous noise; Sanji banging on the bathroom door. It's probably been going on for some time, because Sanji is in the process of giving up; he spins away, cursing, presses his shoulders against the wall and doesn't wait a second before he sticks a hand down his pants. It's immediately obvious what he's doing, and Zoro rolls his eyes. Merry's a small ship, so it's not like this is anything he hasn't seen before, but shit. The stupid pervert cook couldn't take five to find somewhere else? Or maybe check to see if Zoro was sleeping after all that racket?
And Sanji doesn't know he's awake, because there's a fluidity to his movements that hasn't been there before. Zoro has no problem admitting to looking, and Sanji's missing the usual flair of defiance - I don't care who's watching. Instead he actually doesn't seem to care, one hand busily tucked under his waistband until he stubs his cigarette out on the wall and unbuttons his pants and starts working himself with both hands, rolling his head back. He's close and it hasn't been a handful of minutes since he started; Zoro smirks, not bothering to hide it. Sanji isn't paying attention to anything but self-gratification anyway.
Another few seconds and he finishes, wipes his hand on the wall over the mark of his cigarette, buttons himself up, fishes out a new cigarette, puts it between his lips without lighting it, and leaves the storeroom, nearly tripping over Zoro.
Zoro stretches and adjusts himself, wondering if he can beat Sanji's time, or at least finish before whoever is in the bathroom comes out.
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Date: 2005-03-09 06:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-09 07:31 pm (UTC)Wonder who was taking their time in the bathroom?
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Date: 2005-03-09 09:05 pm (UTC)Zoro just has to be the best at everything...even jerking off ^__^
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Date: 2005-03-09 09:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-09 09:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-09 11:13 pm (UTC)o_o
...The topic is producing way too much hotness. ::overwhelmed by smex::
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Date: 2005-03-10 12:49 am (UTC)Then my work here is done *strikes a pose*